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“Well, as an alpha, why would you?” I shrugged, then had him reach into the right pocket of my peacoat and grab the keys and fob there. “That’s my second set, which now belongs to you, and if you double-click, it will set the alarm after you lock the door and deadbolt.”

He stared at the keys in his hand.

“Is it too fast for you? Would you prefer not to have keys?”

“No, I want the keys,” he rushed out. “I—it is fast, but it’s good.”

I smiled at him. “Shall we take the L or⁠—”

“No, my car is right down the street.”

“Well, I don’t have one, but I do have an empty garage behind the house, so consider that yours. I have a second clicker I’ll give you so you can keep it in your vehicle.”

He nodded. “That’d be great.”

When we reached the patrol car, I thanked the officers for being there and explained that we were leaving. They appreciated the coffee and told me they would let Wade know they were done until the evening.

“Both those guys were smiling at you,” Deacon commented as we walked down the street together. “Does everyone smile at you?”

“Yes. For one, I smile at them first, that’s being polite. Second, I’m an omega, so no one, lupine or human, is normally immune from my charm.”

“I forgot about that,” he muttered, taking my gloved hand in his.

His BMW coupe was unsurprisingly black with tinted windows. I rolled my eyes.

“What’s with that?”

I gestured at the car as he held the door open for me. “What about silver, or perhaps a deep blue? Must you skulk around in black?”

“I don’t skulk around.”

I scoffed and got into the car. Once he was in, he turned to look at me.

“Yes?”

“I don’t skulk.”

“Your sweater is black, your jeans are black, your Chelsea boots are black. Your gloves are black, your scarf is black, your topcoat is black, the outside of this car is black, the interior is black leather, and I will bet money that your sunglasses are black too.”

He was scowling at me.

“There are other colors.”

“I know that.”

I shook my head at him. “You are not the prince of darkness. It’s all right for people to see and notice you.”

“I know that too.”

I grunted. “Shall we go?”

He pulled his sunglasses from the console between us, and I chuckled as he put them on. They made him look like a hit man.

“You’re a real smartass, you know that?”

Yes, I did know that.

At the first set of lights, I leaned sideways and kissed his cheek, and he held my hand for the rest of the drive.